We belong dead
I just loved gulping down all of the awkwardness and pointless, desperate attempts at a single second of fame or meaning or love. These things have tripped us up for a long time, but the way Marty’s film amps up its toxicity feels prescient.
People should talk more about Sandra Bernhard’s fucking phenomenal performance in this movie. De Niro is also just weaponizing his charisma in the worst, most incredible ways. It’s intoxicating.
I wanna give it some time and another watch, but I think this could be my new favorite Scorsese. What an unbelievable flex to name your funniest movie The King of Comedy.
Wasn’t even really in the mood to see this yesterday, but the Hollywood was playing it. It didn’t really matter what my mood was, this movie always wraps me up in its sincere optimism and transports me. This is my favorite vision of utopia.
The incredible soundtrack and the flying scenes really pop in the theater. Our crowd was laughing at every joke or animal reaction like they were in the crowd where Seinfeld does stand up at the beginning…
Feels like less than the sum of its parts, but it has a lot of great moments. The middle vignettes, the journey essentially, work best for me. The beginning and end feel overwrought and dreary.
My guess is that a lot of people are going to get something out of puzzling through the gaps or buried intentions in this one, but I just felt nothing a lot of the time.
Dev Patel is fucking incredible though. I should be seeing…